Tim applauded along with the rest of the audience after Suzu made her speech. She certainly was a better speaker than the principal. She also must have been very brave to be able speak like that to such a large crowd, and make it look easy. Tim knew he would never be able to do the same thing in with the the eyes of everyone in the school watching him like that. He knew he'd choke from the anxiety. After that, the principal let everyone to their classrooms. Tim's homeroom teacher was that history teacher who was wearing the gladiator helmet he had seen earlier. 

However, just as they were about to leave, the Principal had one last pyrotechnic display up his sleeve. The entire stage ignited in fireworks and flares at his command. Small explosions of many colors went off above the students heads and the walls were ablaze with sparklers and flashing lights. Tim flinched, let out a gasp, shut his eyes, and covered his ears hoping he didn't get hit by a stray spark. Above all of this Raijin Satoru's voice rang throughout the auditorium. After that, the fireworks display ceased and fizzled out, with the principal nowhere to be seen. The sixteen year old narrowed his eyes. [i]Was all this necessary...?[/i] 

The doors to the auditorium were finally open and just as Tim and some of the other students were getting up it suddenly started raining glitter covered the entire student body. The boy had to admit, this was the least obnoxious things about the whole display, even if his black hair was now sparkling from the glitter. He smiled, and laughed sheepishly as he wiped some of it out of his hair. "Well, that was a nice touch." After that, his new homeroom teacher led his students to their new classroom.

Once they finally got to his classroom, Tim quietly took a seat in the middle of the classroom. Not so far back, so as to miss the lessons and the teacher thought he was a troublemaker, but not so close to the front that people bullied him for being a nerd or a teacher's pet or whatever it is they use to bully kids who actually cared about their education in this place. After Akida-Sensei introduced himself in exactly the way he expected a man who goes around wearing a gladiator's helmet would, Tim took his notebook out of his blue backpack, and took notes as the first lesson began.

Tim didn't realize an entire hour had passed once the lunch bell rang. He had filled up quite a few pages of his notebook with actual notes, and a few doodles here and there. [i]Wow, lunchtime already? It feels like class only just started.[/i] Not that minded the break. Even though he usually sat alone in the cafeteria, lunch was still his favorite time of the day. He eagerly headed off to the cafeteria, and purchased some food for himself, as well the lunch he brought from home. He wound up with a large quality of food to eat. Tim walked by a few other students who were in a group chatting about something, but he didn't really pay any attention to what they were talking about, figuring it was just baseless gossip anyway. He was more interested in the meal he was about to enjoy. The boy took a seat at one of the empty tables, and began to chow down.